October 24th, 2013 By Maija Zummo | Food & Drink | Posted In: Cincinnati, News

Deadspin Hates Cincinnati Chili

In case you missed this trending on local social media...

skyline 3waySo good. - Photo: skylinechili.com

Deadspin, generally a sports blog, recently posted "The Great American Menu: Foods of the States, Ranked and Mapped." 

The "greats" include dishes like Chicago-style deep-dish pizza; the "goods" dishes like Maine's lobster roll; the "better-than-a-finger-in-the-eye" dishes like Michigan pasty; and, ranked dead-last, with "being hit by a car" a preferable choice, is Cincinnati chili.

As Deadspin says: "For the mercifully unacquainted, 'Cincinnati chili,' the worst regional foodstuff in America or anywhere else, is a horrifying diarrhea sludge (most commonly encountered in the guise of the "Skyline" brand) that Ohioans slop across plain spaghetti noodles and hot dogs as a way to make the rest of us feel grateful that our own shit-eating is (mostly) figurative... Cincinnati chili is the worst, saddest, most depressing goddamn thing in the world.

If it came out of the end of your digestive system, you would turn the color of chalk and call an ambulance, but at least it'd make some sense. The people of Ohio see nothing wrong with inserting it into their mouths, which perhaps tells you everything you need to know about the Buckeye State. Don't eat it. Don't let your loved ones eat it. Turn away from the darkness, and toward the deep-dish pizza."

Read the whole post here

And sorry, Deadspin, the only thing this made me want was a 3-way. Nom.

10.29.2013 at 08:02 Reply

Deadspin is correct.  Cinci chili is a manufactured regional dish that everyone knows is horrible but became a "thing" due to the vacuum of other regional dishes.


11.16.2013 at 09:34

Unless one has been on a serious beer bender, stopped in at the Clifton Skyline at 2:00 am and smothered a five way in hot sauce and crackers, one does not understand the subtle and satisfying nature of Cincinnati Chili.  To savor the mixture of chili grease, melting cheese, hot sauce and well saturated cracker, set off by the lively cruch of onion and the mellow mash of kidney bean, that fills the stomach, in the shallow hope of heading off the morning hang-over, is to be truly alive.